Devil’s Advent

The flag is up.

Subsequently,

King Jingnan appeared in front of the soldiers with Uncle Zheng, who had made new contributions.

No alcohol, another round.

for a while,

All cheers!

But in fact, the wine prepared for this alcohol ban was prepared here, and only half of it was dispensed first.

Afterwards, Uncle Zheng went back to his handsome tent to rest.

Lying on the blanket, Uncle Zheng opened his eyes and looked at the black spot above the tent.

The afternoon nap is too full, so I don't feel sleepy at all now.

He understood what Lao Tian meant.

The fact that the flag does not fall means that Dayan will still be Dayan in the future. Dayan's iron cavalry will continue to crush any enemies in front of them under the leadership of the black dragon flag.

But the flag is here, the Great Yan is here,

But it doesn't mean that if Uncle Zheng really wants to, he won't be able to do it.

Dai Qi Tian,

Didn't the country name change?

What Lao Tian wants is a promise, and this promise is really broad.

turn sideways,

Uncle Zheng rested his head on the pillow, opened his eyes, and looked towards the entrance of the tent.

Ah Ming sits there to watch the night, but in fact, there is no need to watch the night in the king's tent.

But Uncle Zheng didn't say to let people come in and lie down to sleep together.

"My lord, can't you sleep?"

"You can't sleep either?" Uncle Zheng asked back.

"I accept the bed."

The coffin is gone, very sad.

Before they die, folk old people will prepare birthday materials for themselves in advance. After they are ready, they will feel at ease in their hearts. I feel happy.

The coffin is also A Ming's sustenance, and at the same time, he has more practical value than those old men and women.

"I want to visit Qianguo."

Uncle Zheng said.

A Ming smiled and said, "You should go and have a look."

The topic stops here.

Because my tent is too close to the king's tent, the hearing of a strong man is different from that of ordinary people. If you whisper something here, if King Jingnan really wants to hear it, he can hear it clearly.

Therefore, some words are inconvenient to talk about.

Uncle Zheng was lying down again and started counting sheep.

unexpectedly,

Really fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was still dark.

A Ming was still sitting at the entrance of the tent, carefully trimming his nails with a file.

"What time is it?" Uncle Zheng asked.

"My lord only slept for three hours." A Ming replied.

"well."

It's still a while before dawn, but I really can't sleep.

Just at this time, Zheng Fan saw a team of personal guards bringing over the notebooks from various ministries last night.

Uncle Zheng simply got up, washed up, and came to the entrance of the king's tent.

The guard at the door saw that it was Uncle Zheng, and did not stop him at all.

After entering, Uncle Zheng saw that the booklets sent earlier were stacked on the shelf at the entrance, and below them, there were three peace talismans sent by the drunken fairy.

Uncle Zheng pulled out the paper talisman and stuffed it into his boot.

The chest is absolutely not allowed.

immediately,

Uncle Zheng picked up the folder and put it on the table where he was sitting.

Turn around again, come to the handsome seat, and lift up the candlestick.

King Jingnan was sleeping there with his eyes closed.

Of course, Uncle Zheng knew it well in his heart, Lao Tian must be able to sense that he came in.

Uncle Zheng didn't go to help put the blanket on the person either,

When it was time to build, Lao Tian suddenly opened his eyes,

I look into his eyes again,

Do you mean embarrassing or not?

Life is not acting in a TV series, you have to be grounded.

I am a martial artist, and Lao Tian is a peak martial artist. Even if I throw Lao Tian to lie in the ice and snow for a night, he will not catch a cold. Cover your sister with a blanket.

However, driven by curiosity, Uncle Zheng took a few more glances at Lao Tian who had his eyes closed.

In fact, Uncle Zheng is quite confident about his appearance.

In his previous life, he was not bad at first, but because of his family environment since he was a child, his temperament has always been a big problem. Even though he made money with comics through his own efforts, he lived a life of a complete otaku.

In this life, after practicing martial arts and experiencing big scenes, this level of temperament has always been firmly grasped.

Coupled with his own good looks;

Otherwise, if she was really Li Kui, would Xiong Liqing choose herself?

But Lao Tian...

Although it feels weird for a man to comment on another man's looks.

But Lao Tian's appearance is really nothing to say.

Tian's first son was born, this gene, tsk tsk.

Why is it easy for children from aristocratic families to produce handsome men and beautiful women?

The family conditions are here, and the children of generations of families have always had a high choice of mates, and it is difficult to think whether they are good or not after genetic improvement from generation to generation.

As for temperament, hey, don't mention it, a person riding a Pixiu in front can scare away thousands of troops, this is beyond what can be described by momentum.

It's this white hair,

It makes people feel a little distressed.

From the bottom of his heart, Uncle Zheng has always admired King Jingnan very much.

Therefore, he always felt that Lao Tian didn't have to live such a tiring life. It was really not difficult for a person like him to lead the family to revive and grow.

Even if it is against Emperor Yan, against the Marquis of Zhenbei, even if at the beginning, Emperor Yan has righteousness in hand, and the 300,000 cavalry of the Zhenbei Army are watching, but King Jingnan can take it easy, fight slowly, and even It is completely possible to take a step back first, and then move forward, wouldn't the sea and the sky be brighter?

However, wine, the more fragrant it is when it is deep.

Men also have to go through events to mature.

In the past, Uncle Zheng would have nightmares at night because of nausea and fear on the day Jingnan King committed suicide, but now, it is more or less understandable.

He is not who he is because of what he has done, but what he does because of who he is.

After a few more glances, Uncle Zheng immediately withdrew his gaze, returned to his desk, and began to approve the paperwork that had just been delivered.

Review for a while,

I rubbed my wrist again,

look up,

Look at the sleeping man over there,

Then continue to review.

During the period, another batch of notebooks was sent.

When the personal guard came in, he saw that his lord was asleep and Uncle Zheng was reviewing there, so he smiled and sent the paper to Uncle Zheng, and said in a low voice;

"Uncle, you have worked hard."

Uncle Zheng shook his head, pointed to the one that had just been approved, and said:

"send out."

"Yes, uncle."

This time, there is no need to wait until Lao Tian wakes up to read it.

Before I knew it, it was dawn outside.

Tian Wujing slowly sat up from the bed, obviously, he was not surprised by Zheng Fan appearing in his king's tent.

Uncle Zheng still had a lot of papers that he hadn't approved yet, but he still took the initiative to get up and pick up the washbasin and towels on the shelf in the corner, ready to go out to fetch water.

While fetching water, I met Ah Ming outside.

Ah Ming is really the champion of staying up late, but he still hasn't slept.

For him, there is no need for sleep when he has blood to drink, and as soon as he lies down now, he will think of his destroyed coffin, and immediately feel worried.

"My lord, what are you doing in the king's tent for so long?"

"Critics."

"Where is King Jingnan?"

"sleeping."

"oh."

"oh."

Uncle Zheng poured some hot water, brought it in, and placed it in front of King Jingnan.

"Order to have breakfast." Tian Wujing said.

"good."

Not long after, breakfast came in.

The breakfast is quite rich, it is sheep soup and pancakes.

The sheep were brought by Uncle Zheng when he came here.

The two had breakfast together, Tian Wujing looked at Uncle Zheng's desk and asked;

"There are many?"

"Not much."

"There will be more later, we will approve together."

"good."

Uncle Zheng started the boring reviewing work again.

This may be the other side of the war.

In addition to shedding blood, there is such a boring pile of papers.

But you still have to watch what you should see, and you still have to do what you should do. Uncle Zheng regards this as a practice.

In many cases, things can be delegated to demon kings, such as Si Niang and Blind Man, who are absolutely handy in doing this job.

But as the master himself, he must know it.

Just like the princes of past dynasties, when they become adults, if the emperor has not burped yet, he will probably arrange for them to go to various ministries to observe the wind and accumulate work experience in advance. This is the normal development mode of princes.

It can be seen that even being an emperor requires extremely high professionalism and basic preparation.

A new batch of notebooks has arrived.

Uncle Zheng just nodded to the guard who brought in the booklet, and continued to work without raising his head.

King Jingnan sat on the handsome seat for a while, then went down and stood on the side of the sand table, staring at it for a long time.

The atmosphere in the king's tent has a clear division of labor and is extremely harmonious.

Finally, when it was almost noon, Uncle Zheng finally reviewed all the documents and let the guards outside come in and move them out.

If this continues tomorrow, Uncle Zheng feels that his efficiency will be even higher.

After reviewing,

Uncle Zheng raised his head,

close your eyes,

take a deep breath.

His wrist hurts a lot, because he really hasn't written for such a long time.

If Lao Tian's handwriting is like Li Fusheng's, which is scribbled and crawling, then I can feel more relaxed and freehand, but when I read Lao Tian's commentary a few days ago, the handwriting...was really good.

With this pressure ahead, Uncle Zheng had to take it seriously.

In this life, in addition to practicing knives, he also practiced calligraphy. After all, there are so many poems in his mind that can be copied. If he doesn’t copy now, he is too lazy and disdainful to copy. After all, he was born in the country of Yan, not the country of Qian.

But how to say,

If it comes in handy in the future,

Or if you want to travel to Qianguo or something, it would be a shame if you can't write poems to deceive the oiran.

Although Uncle Zheng and the demon kings agree that copying poems to deceive fame and get self-recommended pillows seems very low-end;

But Uncle Zheng felt that if he had the opportunity in the future, he still had to go through this procedure again, so he couldn't leave any regrets, right?

After reviewing these papers, a clear thread seemed to emerge in my mind.

The logistical support in the rear, the situation of the various military camps, and the state of the soldiers and horses from all walks of life are woven into a surface from the subtleties, so that I have a very clear cognition and follow-up context in my mind.

How to regulate hundreds of thousands of troops,

That's how it should be.

King Jingnan, who was still staring at the sand table, said;

"Write another letter to Nian Yao to persuade him to surrender."

"Okay, my lord."

Uncle Zheng spread out the paper, but before writing, he stopped and asked, "My lord, is this writing in your name?"

"Write yours."

Uncle Zheng nodded,

Since it is written in my own name, I can play it freely.

And Nian Yao was born as a domestic slave. Although he is a domestic slave in the palace, his education level, no, at least in terms of cultural accomplishment, should not be too high, so he can write in vernacular all the time.

Uncle Zheng's original draft was to popularize the universal value of "all beings are equal" to Nian Yao.

But when I think about it, it's a bit too hard. It's too routine to use Nian Yao's status as a slave to provoke his relationship with Chu.

at last,

Uncle Zheng simply wrote a letter to Nian Yao in the name of a distant friend:

dear year...

Uncle Zheng took a deep breath and changed a piece of paper.

See words like meeting...

Uncle Zheng changed another piece of paper.

You bastard, don't you think that the shell of a turtle is very hard? I've broken so many pieces for you!

Um,

Satisfied.

Next, Uncle Zheng wrote about some scenic spots and snacks in the country of Yan, and then explored the places of interest and snacks in the country of Chu.

Finished writing, call it a day.

"My lord, the letter is finished."

"Order someone to send it out."

Obviously, King Jingnan didn't intend to watch it.

"Yes, my lord."

"Zheng Fan, come here."

Uncle Zheng walked to the sand table.

Tian Wujing opened his hand, and Zheng Fan's barbarian came out of its sheath and fell into his hand.

The knife edge pointed to the east side of Mengshan Mountain on the sand table,

"If everything goes well, you should enter Chu from here, and then enter the Wei River from here. If you are not stopped by the Chu army, you can go east along the Wei River and take a boat directly to Jingcheng.

This is God bless Dayan, everything goes well. "

"Uh, my lord, I can understand how to enter Mount Meng from here and enter Chu, if the breach on the other side of the Wangjiang River causes the river to divert into a tributary, it can indeed be done.

But can this tributary flow into the Weihe River? "

Although the water system in the territory of Chu State is developed, it is not so developed. The most important thing is that it is not enough to have rivers and water, and the river channels must be large enough for navy ships to pass through.

This time, the Dayan navy came in with troops. In order to carry more soldiers, they would not consign war horses on the ship. In fact, war horses take up more space than people, and they are transported long distances. Those who can get off the ship and fight may be less than 30%, or even lower, so it is extremely uneconomical.

According to Zheng Fan's estimation, he could probably dispatch 20,000 soldiers there.

Take part from my own headquarters, and some from Gong Wang and Gongsun Zhi's departments. If everyone pools together, 20,000 soldiers can still be pooled together.

Although after the battle between Dongshan Fort and Yangshanzhai, I and Gongwang Gongsunzhi suffered a lot of losses, but this kind of long-distance raid and fierce battle, isn't it nonsense for you to bring recruits there.

Fortunately, King Jingnan has agreed to let him choose new soldiers.

As long as this battle can be won, Shanggu County of Chu State will enter Yantu, and Zhennanguan will also enter its sphere of influence. At that time, the Chu people will be exhausted and unable to make the Northern Expedition. I will have enough time to digest the territory and train new soldiers to consolidate strength.

Tian Wujing's knife edge was drawn at the position that Uncle Zheng pointed out earlier,

road;

"Here, there will be a canal leading directly to the Weihe River."

"Chu people are so caring?" Uncle Zheng was a little surprised.

"In the first year of Yongping, in the name of developing Mengshan and Qishan, the Fan family suggested that the Qu clan dig a canal leading to the Wei River, and the Qu clan agreed."

"In other words, the construction of this section of the river started three years ago?"

"right."

"Yes, my lord, you ordered the Fan family..."

"Fan Zhengwen is more difficult than you expected. In addition, at the beginning of the year, because you snatched away the princess, there was friction between Chu State and Liang State. The Fan family took on the task of transporting military supplies to that side. , so, that canal, accelerated construction and widening, should be completed by now.”

Three years ago, when Jin was just opened, the Situ family was still there at that time.

Zhennanguan is still under the control of the Situ family, and the savage rebellion has not yet occurred.

At that time, King Jingnan had already planned to attack Chu.

Seemingly seeing through Zheng Fan's thoughts, King Jingnan said:

"What this king thought at the beginning was just to have another way to enter Chu. Who would have imagined that the situation between the two countries would become what it is today."

Unpredictable,

Who knew that Situ Lei, the long-established lord of the country and the founding emperor of the Dacheng Kingdom, would lose several games in a row in the snow field under the rebellion of his two brothers;

Who would have thought that the savage would quickly rise to such a terrifying level after possessing the savage king?

"That's also Wang Ye, you have the foresight and arranged it in advance."

If you can take a boat all the way to Jingcheng like this, it would not be too wonderful.

Not to mention the fatigue of the soldiers during the long-distance raid is eliminated, the speed can also be faster, and it can catch the Chu people by surprise.

Halfway through, the Fan family should have truly "destroyed the family" to help the Yan people. Fan Zhengwen must have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

actually,

Fan Zhengwen and Nian Yao have many similarities.

Both of them were slaves.

The Fan family is so big and rich, but they are still Qu's slaves;

Nian Yao, as a general of the Chu State, has made many military exploits, but he still has to call himself a slave in front of nobles.

It would be great if Nian Yao could be like Fan Zhengwen.

As long as he is willing, after Dayan enters Chu, he can bestow most of the Chu country to Nian Yao, and let Nian Yao be the lord of Great Chu, and he only needs to submit to Dayan in name.

Because, compared to attacking Chu, what the king and ministers of Dayan wanted to fight more was actually Qian.

"Jingcheng, you only need to take Jingcheng, burn the food and supplies of the Chu people, and then block the Weihe River, you only need to deal with reinforcements from the south of the Weihe River, as for the hundreds of thousands of Chu troops in the Zhennanguan area... ..."

"Buzz!"

King Jingnan stabbed the saber directly above Zhennan Pass in the sand table.

"Come out all the way, this king will destroy all the way.

This king wants to lead my Dayan iron cavalry,

Let this Shanggu County,

Become the cemetery of hundreds of thousands of Chu troops! "

Hearing these words, Uncle Zheng's blood was surging.

Once Jingcheng was taken by himself, it would be difficult for Nian Yao and his big Chu frontier army to figure it out, because if they couldn't get out, they would be trapped and starved to death.

And once the Chu people leave the city wall military stronghold, they will taste the horror of the Dayan cavalry unparalleled in field battles.

Tian Wujing raised his hand,

The wild knife pierced into the sand table floated into his hand.

Tian Wujing handed the Mandao to Zheng Fan, and when Zheng Fan received the sword,

he said;

"In this battle, this king will destroy the vitality of his Chu people, so that he will be unable to make another northern expedition within 20 years.

By the time,

When you guard the South Gate, you can also relax. "

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